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The night's lights cast long shadows across the room as Samira stepped inside after her long day at work. She was really feeling the weight of the day in her bones. She spotted Ray immediately, sprawled arrogantly on her favorite sofa with papers spread out across the coffee table, his phone glued to his ear. He was deep in conversation, his tone authoritative and commanding. He was far from the man who was always acting childish and petty towards her—the man in front of her was the typical Ray she had grown to despise or the one she'd failed to understand. She had barely put her bag down when he saw her approach. He ended his call abruptly when he saw her, his eyes locking onto her with a gaze that could strip paint."So, you've finally decided to come home," he remarked softly, his voice deceptively calm. "I thought you might stay out late with those male colleagues of yours."Samira was dumbfounded. I think you need a good checking, because the level of childish

Samira followed Elena out into the garden, she couldn’t shake the feeling of being led into a trap. The garden was sprawling and meticulously maintained, with rose bushes in full bloom and a small fountain gurgling softly in the center. Elena walked slowly, her posture graceful, every movement calculated. Samira kept her eyes forward, determined not to show any signs of weakness. She had dealt with worse than Ray’s mother; she reminded herself she was not some innocent lamb to be led to slaughter. But the air around them was thick with their unspoken words, and Elena’s silence was more unnerving than her sharp remarks. "You know," Elena began, breaking the quiet, "Ray is very dear to me. He’s my only son, my greatest joy. But he’s also my greatest worry." Samira nodded politely, unsure where this was going. Elena stopped by the fountain, turning to face her directly. The older woman’s eyes were probing, as if searching for some hidden truth beneath Samira's calm exterior. "Bei

(WARNING 18+Only) Samira bit back a retort, she was too lost in the feel of his lips on her neck, the way his hands explored her body with a confident possessiveness that made her head spin. She hated how much she craved this, craved him, even as she fought against the control he wielded over her. But in this moment, she was willing to surrender, to let go of the pretense and give in to the fire that blazed between them. Ray lifted her easily, pressing her back against the wall as he kissed her deeply, his tongue teasing hers with a skill that made her knees weak. Samira wrapped her legs around his waist, anchoring herself to him as her hands roamed his chest, pushing his shirt aside to feel the hard muscles beneath. She broke the kiss, her breath ragged as she stared into his eyes, her own reflecting the tempest of emotions raging within her. "Don’t stop," she whispered, her voice trembling with need. "Don’t you dare stop this time."

He turned, offering her a small, rueful smile. "I have to get ready," he said, his voice tinged with reluctance. "I’ve got a meeting this morning."He'd skipped work the entire day yesterday; he had urgent matters to settle that couldn't wait till Monday.Samira nodded, her own emotions a tangled mess. She watched as Ray stood and made his way to the bathroom, her mind replaying the morning’s events in an endless loop. She wanted to say something, anything to bridge the gap that had widened between them in the space of a few short minutes, but the words wouldn’t come.Ray paused in the doorway, glancing back at her. "We’ll talk later, okay?" he said, his tone gentle, but Samira could sense the unspoken weight behind his words."Yeah," she replied, her voice barely audible. "Later."Ray disappeared into the bathroom, the sound of running water in the bathroom started filling the silence that followed. Samira lay back on the bed, stari

Ray hurried down the hallway of the luxury hotel, his footsteps echoing against the polished marble floors. The call had been urgent—Lila had insisted on meeting face-to-face, and though Ray had tried to explain that he had plans,, Lila’s persistence left him with little choice, the deal he was about to close was something he'd been after for long.When approached the grand entrance of the hotel’s exclusive lounge, Ray adjusted his tie, his expression turning serious to his monotone bossy like, that he was. He stepped through the double doors, greeted by the subtle hum of conversation and the scent of fresh flowers that filled the air. Lila was already there, seated at a table in the corner, her perfectly styled hair catching the light from the chandelier above. “Mr Ray,” she greeted him with a warm smile, standing to give him a brief, professional hug. Her perfume, a mix of jasmine and something citrusy, lingered in the air between them. “Thanks for coming o